I'm a killer with no emotions

Ling Ji sent Ning Zhe out of the bamboo forest.

Ning Zhi just woke up, throwing things in the hall and losing his temper wantonly.

Then they saw two people walking in side by side, their eyes were so angry that they rushed up to pinch Ning and break their necks.

"Where did you go! You...you two bastards! Have you been colluding with me behind my back!"

Lingji frowned slightly, grabbed his hand and removed it from Ning Zhe's collar, and stepped forward to stand in front of Ning Zhe.

"Your poison has just been removed, and your body is still not recovered, so don't move around."

Ning Zhi glared at her, "Ling Ji! Even you are going to betray me, aren't you!"

Ling Ji didn't answer, she stretched out her hand to lightly wrap his arms around his waist, and picked him up with all her strength.

Ning Zhi's feet left the ground suddenly, and immediately screamed and grabbed her clothes.

Ling Ji threw him on the mattress, looked down at him, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, I have never been loyal to you, so why talk about betrayal."

Ning Zhi was furious: "Presumptuous! Don't forget who took you in when you were hunted down by the Hell Clan!"

Ling Ji pursed her lips and chuckled, "It's been so long, why are you still so naive, do you think that group of people can really do anything to me?"

She bent down, leaned close to Ning Zhi, gently lifted his chin with her slender and soft fingers, "I did that on purpose to show you, otherwise, how would you bring me back?"

Ning Zhi's eyes slowly filled with the anger of being betrayed, his eyes were red, and a few words of hatred were squeezed out between his teeth, "So you have been lying to me all along! Who the hell sent you to be a secret agent! Qin Shen, is he still the High Priest?!"

Ling Ji stared at his face, her smile gradually subsided.

She straightened up and said indifferently: "Since you insist on thinking so, then take it as it is."

With a slight movement of her fingertips, something invisible pulled Ning Zhi's wrists and ankles apart, and tied them tightly to the couch.

This posture was very humiliating, Ning Zhi's face was flushed with shame and anger, and he struggled a few times, but it only made his clothes more disheveled, and even the skin on his chest was exposed.

The unyielding young man was tied up on the couch, the bedding under his body was in a mess, his long jet-black hair was scattered on his fair skin, giving him a wild and unruly beauty.

Ning Zhe blinked, he had never seen Ning Zhi, who was always proud and arrogant, look so weak.

Ling Ji came over, pushed his back and walked to the door, "What are you looking at, let's go, I'll take you back."

"What about Ah Zhi?" Ning Zhe looked back.

Ning Zhi was yelling, with an excited expression, "Stop! You bitch! How dare you treat me like this! I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

Ling Ji didn't even turn her head, her expression was indifferent, she didn't care, "Let him shout alone, no one will pay attention to him when he shouts."

The palace has now become Qin Shen's territory, Ning Zhi's throne is useless, as long as Qin Shen is willing, his title of emperor will be deprived at any time.

The only wrong thing Ning Zhi has done since he took office is that he trusted Qin Shen too much.

This man is clearly scheming and scheming, and he pretends to be a loyal and noble minister. Anyone can be easily deceived by his appearance of wanting nothing.

Except - the person next to her.

Thinking about it, Ling Ji turned her head to look at Ning Zhe.

Although this person seems to be very close to Qin Shen, well-behaved and docile, but no one knows what he thinks in his heart.

Ning Zhe noticed her gaze, raised his dark eyes, and looked at him blankly, with a pure and innocent expression, "What's wrong."

Ling Ji shook her head and said it was all right.

Ning Zhe curled his fingers a few times and didn't speak again.

He didn't know how to get along with Ling Ji.

If this person is the real emperor, then why treat him so well... After all, because of his incompetence, he even lost the throne. With the emperor's previous temper, shouldn't he be tortured severely?

And Ling Ji...isn't she a woman, how could...

Ning Zhe's eyes drifted wildly, and he quietly glanced several times at the towering chest of the woman in black beside him.

Ling Ji is so perceptive, she turned her head with a smile and said: "If you want to see it, just look at it directly, can you see it clearly, how about I take it off and let you test it?"

As he spoke, he pulled down the front of his shirt to close it up.

Ning Zhe blushed, turned his head guiltily, and stammered: "No, no, I didn't look at it, I, I don't want to..."

Lingji laughed, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"No....."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Ji interrupted him and said: "After passing this village, there is no such shop. Just ask, I won't do anything to you."

Ning Zhe looked up at her, then quickly lowered his head, was silent for a moment, grabbed his sleeve, hesitated for a long time before asking: "You, are you... a man or a woman?"

Ling Ji thought that he would ask her what her purpose was, and she was ready to deceive him, but she never expected that he would ask such a naive and cute question.

She raised her eyebrows, "Is this important?"

Ning Zhe muttered and did not speak.

Of course it matters.

If it's a girl, he won't be able to do it.

Seeing that he was silent, Ling Ji thought for a while and said, "It's a bit troublesome to talk about, I don't want to talk about it, you should ask something else."

Ning Zhe shook his head, muffled his head and said, "It's gone..."

"Really gone?"

Ning Zhe said sullenly: "...It's really gone."

While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Yang Yan came out to greet him, saying that Qin Shen was not there.

Ning Zhe asked where he had gone, Yang Yan remained silent, Ling Ji sneered, "Why do you think he sent you here? Naturally, he used you as bait to do something cheap."

Ning Zhe looked at her suspiciously, "A cheap thing?"

.....

Not long ago.

Astrology Pavilion.

Qin Shen stood among the ruins, quietly watching this abandoned god site burn to ashes.

The imperial guards surrounded the surrounding area with a murderous aura, prohibiting anyone from entering or leaving.

The surrounding people gathered together and whispered.

"It's a sin, how many years the site of the gods has been burned like this, the gods will definitely never bless Da Yue again..."

"What happened to the Zodiac Pavilion? Why hasn't the high priest come out, is he just watching!"

"This is the only thing God left for Dai Yue..."

Everyone is sorry.

Qin Shen was unmoved.

The Astrology Pavilion is divided into the Cabinet and the Outer Cabinet. The Cabinet has restrictions, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter and leave without order. The only way is to set fire to them, forcing the servants of the gods to show up.

Before Ning Zhe was by his side, the high priest tried to make a move several times, but he stopped him.

This time he took the initiative to send Ning Zhe into the palace, and the high priest would definitely be intercepted, so Qin Shen took this short opportunity to break through the Xingxing Pavilion.

Yang Yan's cooperation with him is conditional, he must bring out Huo Chen's body.

What's more, if you want to bring Ning into the shrine, you must fuse the blood of seven people to open the secret realm.

The fire soaring into the sky quickly spread throughout the Zodiac Pavilion, and the gray-black smoke quickly filled the air, choking the nose.

Soon there was a servant who couldn't help but rushed out to fight back.

Qin Shen unhurriedly activated the confinement formation that had been prepared for them long ago, arrested people without any effort, and killed all the fish that slipped through the net.

He successfully walked into the cabinet of the Astrology Pavilion through the enchantment entrance that had not yet been closed.

Here and outside are two completely different worlds.

The starry sky is shining brightly, the green bamboo forest is quiet, the covered bridge is small, the snow lotus is swaying, and the mist is misty, just like a fairyland.

Qin Shen directly climbed to the top of the highest star-seeking building, used his own blood to open the restriction, and entered the long-sealed dark room.

Ning Zhe couldn't remember the memory of getting along with him.

Because his memory was erased by the high priest.

Qin Shen was also a member of the Xingxing Pavilion before, with supernatural powers, comparable to a high priest.

The faint blue wall fire reflected the cold light, and in the dim stone room were placed two ice coffins made of thousand-year-old black ice, and the corpses of Huo Chen and Qingluan were quietly displayed inside.

When Qin Shen stood in front of the two coffins and looked at their pale faces, he couldn't help feeling absurd.

In the past, they had always watched Ning Zhe fall asleep.

Now it was Ning Zhe's turn to watch them fall asleep.

Not long ago, the two people in the coffin were insulting and torturing Ning Zhe at every turn, but now they are lying here alone without leaving any traces.

In Ning Zhe's mind, they might just be strangers who once treated him maliciously.

Self-inflicted, pitiful and ridiculous.

Qin Shen looked indifferent, and with a flick of his sleeve, the bodies of the two disappeared.

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, an extremely strong coercion came suddenly, Qin Shen was caught off guard for a moment, and was so pressed that he vomited blood.

The bright red blood dripped on the snow-white skirt of the chest, taking advantage of the blue bamboo pattern clothes, like red plum blossoms.

"Qin Shen, let them go." Before the high priest arrived, he spoke first, his tone extremely cold, like ice and snow with honeysuckle.

Without the slightest fear, Qin Shen gently lifted his sleeves to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said calmly, "Weishenglian, I told you that if you dare to do anything to Ning Zhe again, I won't just sit idly by."

"What right do you have to say that?"

The high priest's tall and white figure appeared in the dark room in an instant, snow lotus petals mixed with frost and snow fluttered lightly, making him ethereal and immortal, "You took the initiative to send Ning Zhe here to seduce me, and you dare to say that you are doing it for his own good?" , your so-called loyalty is nothing more than that."

"His strength is far beyond your imagination." Qin Shen raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were calm, "I just want you to see clearly who is your master. Now that you have been hit by him, don't tell me Do you still stubbornly think that Yun Lan is the real God?"

The high priest did not speak.

Ning Zhe seemed to be a little lighter, but it almost made him lose his mind.

Ning Zhe's divine power still remains in his body, with a unique aura belonging to that boy. .

A sense of familiarity deep in his soul lingered in his mind.

For the first time, the high priest doubted his decision.

"You are wrong, and very wrong."

Qin Shen made a final decision, and when he was out of his mind at the moment, he suddenly raised his hand to attack.

The high priest stepped back, his long hair was blown in front of him by the wind, Qin Shen quickly swiped with his finger as a blade.

The high priest was caught off guard for a moment, and he cut off a strand of black hair.

After Qin Shen succeeded, he backed away immediately, looking down at his hand.

The high priest's raven-green black hair gradually turned into a snow-colored jade-like Shinto lotus petal in his palm, stained with dark red blood stained from nowhere, like blood dripping from white jade, dazzling.